For two weeks, Nala searched for Simba and every time she thought she had found him she would always come out empty pawed. She had traveled quite far in searching for Simba and often asking other prides if they found an injured cub that they took as their own the two years before. Of course they would always say no and once she was almost seduced by a male lion who wanted her to be his mate, she ran quite far that day to get away from him. After almost two weeks of searching, Nala began to feel that she was going on a wild goose chase and that Rafiki had made a mistake and that Simba was forever dead. It was then that she decided to go back home and choose Kamau as her mate whether she liked it or not.

It had barely been a day on her journey back when her stomach started growling for food. Nala knew it was always best to have a full stomach before a journey and decided to see if anything in the nearby jungle would satisfy her cravings.

On that same day, in that same jungle, Simba was walking around by himself after a terrible night of bad dreams. He had dreamt that two lions just like him were pulling him. One pulled him by the tail toward the rock that he had seen many times before. The other pulled him by the mane toward a place full of death and misery. He was not happy with that dream and hoped that it did not mean anything bad.

Simba then arrived at a small waterhole and began to drink out of it. Once he was done drinking he looked down at his reflection. Usually when he saw his reflection he would notice that his mane looked unkempt and that he looked like a tough young lion. Instead today he saw something different; he saw an older lion looking back at him. In fact he remembered seeing that lion a few times before in his dreams. Who was he and why did he keep seeing this lion?

Before Simba could ponder any further, he heard a cry for help coming from Timon and Pumbaa. He knew that something had happened and had to come to the rescue.

Timon and Pumbaa were in a tight spot. Both had tried to run from the female lion that was chasing them, now they both were stuck together in the opening of the log. Now all they could do was stare fearfully at the lion that was ready to rip them out and kill them.

Just when the lion was about to attack, Simba came at the nick of time and attacked her. The female lion fought back with amazing strength and was able to give Simba a few blows to the head before he did the same. Finally both were locked together as they tried to go for the neck. That was when the female lion did a quick move of her own that she had done many times before with success against her prey. She pushed Simba down as hard as she could.

Simba was no match for her strength and was instantly knocked down. Simba landed hard on the dirt and for a few seconds he blacked out. When his sight was restored, he looked up at the creature that had pummeled him and realized it was someone he had forgotten about years before.

"Wait I know that pounce," said Simba while the female lioness stood over him growling.

"Oh really then why did you not avoid it?" asked the female lion.

"Yes I know it, it seems so familiar, what is your name?" asked Simba.

"It's Nala, now let me kill that pig, I haven't eaten in a few days," said the lioness angrily.

"Nala? Why do I know that name too?" asked Simba.

"I don't know, have you been a spy for Scar before?" asked Nala.

"That name sounds familiar too. Wait its all coming back to me now. You were my friend when I was a cub weren't you?" asked Simba.

"How would I know, I don't think I've ever seen you before, what is your name?" asked Nala.

"Leo," said Simba.

"No I never knew you, the only cub I ever knew was named Simba, but he's been dead for years," said Nala.

Suddenly at the sound of the young lion's real name, Simba's memory began to come back.

"But my name's Simba," said Simba.

"What you just told me your name was Leo," said Nala who sounded quite confused.

"I know I did, that's because that was my name here before I forgot that my real name was Simba," said Simba.

Nala continued to look at him in a puzzled manner. What he had said to her was really quite confusing and was not sure if she should believe him or not.

"How long have you been known as Leo?" asked Nala.

"For as long as I can remember, but I believe two years," said Simba.

"How did you end up here?" asked Nala.

"Those two found me unconscious by the river," said Simba who then pointed to Timon and Pumbaa who were still trying to get out of the log.

Everything seemed to make sense to Nala; she remembered that Simba did fall down a waterfall after the hyenas attacked and that it had been two years since Simba had been missing. Yet she still felt that this young lion was a stranger to her, possibly because he was not a cub like she imagined him to be before she started out on this journey to find him. She knew she had to ask him some questions.

"Do you remember your father at all?" she asked.

"My father? Very vaguely, maybe you could describe him to me," said Simba.

"He's a strong lion with a kind spirit and a friendly face. He looks like the perfect king because his mane is so full," said Nala.

Simba closed his eyes to imagine the father that he thought he never knew. That was when something strange happened. As soon as he could picture his father, he felt as if he was back home with his father standing on top of pride rock in the early morning sun.

"Everything the light touches, is our kingdom," he said.

Suddenly the view changed to a darker place with a lean lion looking at him in a rather annoyed way.

"Well forgive me for not leaping for joy bad back you know," he had said before collapsing in a heap.

That was when the scenery changed yet again to where he was standing with the young lion he was talking to now, only much younger and arguing with a very snobby looking blue bird.

"Well sorry to bust your bubble but you two turtle doves will have no choice it's a tradition going back generations," it said.

Again the scenery changed into a flight for life as he saw himself running with the young lion from hyenas and then being saved by the kindly looking lion his mind first showed him. Then he found himself in a stampede with the same strange creatures he had seen in his bad dream when he first came to the jungle.

Suddenly Simba's mind seemed to have been pushed into a fast forward button as he saw the king lion banish the dark lion, the lion kill a jackal, the blue bird dying, a green bird taking the blue birds place, an evil lioness trying to kill him and the kindly lion, hyenas chasing him, and the final memory of them all was of him seeing himself running straight into the boulder as he struggled down the river.

Simba opened his eyes again and looked at the lioness who had been helping him try to remember. That's when he realized that it was Nala the young lion that he was betrothed to. He noticed how beautiful she looked now, her blue eyes sparkled and her face showed kindness and love. He could not believe that he was finally remembering who he really was.

"Nala, it's me, Simba. My father was Mufasa, my evil uncle was Scar, and the blue bird was Zazu," said Simba finally.

Nala stared at him in shock for a quick moment not believing her eyes and ears. Then she gave a giant smile and cried happily before running up to him and giving him a quick nuzzle.

"Oh Simba its you, you don't know how much we missed you," said Nala.

"I'm so sorry Nala, if I would have known I would have come home where I truly belong," said Simba.

"It's okay, I was just depressed for a few years but now that your back my happiness has returned," said Nala.

Simba smiled at her, he could not believe how much Nala had grown into a beautiful young lioness. The idea of being betrothed to her was no longer gross to him; he wanted to be married to her. Simba was about to say what had happened to him when he was quickly interrupted by Timon.

"Hey can we get some help here, there are still two others that want attention," he said angrily.

"Oh sorry Timon," said Simba who then walked over and was able to split the log in half. Timon and Pumbaa looked quite relieved by this and then walked cautiously over to Simba and Nala hoping that they would not attack them.

"Nala these two took care of me, that's Timon and that's Pumbaa," said Simba.

"Nice to meet you two and thanks for finding him. If you two did not come along he would have probably died," said Nala.

"Your welcome," said Pumbaa.

"So explain who you really are Leo, I wasn't listening since I had tree bark up my ear," said Timon as he cleaned out his ears with his pinkie finger.

"Well guys, my real name is Simba, I am the heir to my father who is king of the pride lands. I lost my memory after hitting my head against a rock after falling in those rapids," said Simba.

"Wait you're a prince, are you meaning to tell me that we saved a prince?" asked Timon.

Simba nodded at him. Timon then gave a very satisfied look.

"Oh boy Pumbaa are you thinking what I'm thinking?" asked Timon.

"Unless you're thinking that I think Michael Jackson is really an alien then no," said Pumbaa.

"It means that we may get a reward of some kind and you know how much I like rewards," said Timon licking his lips and rubbing his paws together happily.

Pumbaa rolled his eyes and turned to Simba and Nala who were now walking away from the two.

"Hey wait, don't leave us here," said Timon.

Simba turned around and smiled at them. "I'm not going home yet, I need to have some quiet time with Nala first, there is a lot to talk about," he said.

"Fine then leave us, see if I care," said Timon who now did not like the fact that his protector was ignoring him and leave him alone in the jungle.

"You're still my friend Timon you will come home with us," said Simba.

Timon just gave Simba the cold shoulder. Simba knew he was being difficult and decided it was best to leave him alone for a while and walked off with Nala.

"What's your problem?" asked Pumbaa after they disappeared.

"Oh Pumbaa don't you see, he is leaving us for her, we are no longer a trio with a bodyguard, we are now a duo with no bodyguard," said Timon.

"But he is a prince, he needs to go back home," said Pumbaa.

"That's not my problem, my problem is is that he will forget about us and only pay attention to that Nala girl," said Timon.

"That means he's in love and I don't think he will ignore us all the time," said Pumbaa.

Timon sighed. "Let me put this in a way that even you would understand," said Timon who then began to sing Can You Feel the Love Tonight. You all know how that goes so I have no business writing it.

While Timon sang, Simba and Nala walked through the jungle together enjoying each others company after many years of separation. They knew that they now loved each other and they both knew that life would have never been complete without each other.

After many hours of silently walking through the jungle together, Simba spoke up.

"So what happened while I was away?" asked Simba.

"Well Ban'ai felt it was his fault for you being gone and felt bad about it for many weeks. Your mother tried to have another cub, but it was stillborn, and I met someone else but he could never replace you, I even told him that," said Nala.

"So my mother had another cub that died at birth, that's actually kind of sad, I could have had a brother to play with," said Simba.

"Yeah your mother has been so depressed too, she did not even want to try again and actually asked me to take you fathers place when his time was up," said Nala.

"So why did you leave the pride lands any way?" asked Simba.

"Rafiki found out that you were alive, it seems that his powers were right too," said Nala.

"I'm glad he found out too, because I would have never found out who I was," said Simba who then nuzzled Nala.

After another long minute of silence, Nala spoke up.

"So are you ready to go back home?" she asked.

Simba nodded. "I think my parents had enough depression in their life, let me go get Timon and Pumbaa and we can head back out," he said.

Nala smiled, she was glad to have found Simba and brought his memory back. It was now time for the prince to return.


About aweek and a halflater, back in the outlands of the early morning before sunrise, an angry roar echoed through the caves sending hyenas and some of Scar's followers running for safer ground.

In the cave Scar and Zira lived in, another new life had been born and this time Scar was furious about it. It was not a male like he had wanted but a female that looked as scrawny as Nuka.

"This is the third time you have failed me, this time you give birth to a female, I cannot have a female heir Zira," said Scar angrily.

"Births don't always come out as male Scar," said Zira angrily.

"But three times you have failed, first Nuka, then Shombay, now this piece of filth," said Scar who was getting angrier and angrier by the minute.

"Well maybe if we lived in a better place perhaps our children would look healthier and not die after a few weeks of birth," said Zira who was now holding the cub close to her.

After Nuka, Zira had given birth to another cub who they named Shombay but he was sickly and never was strong enough. He was killed one day by a hawk after he wandered off with Nuka to play. Nuka ran to safety but because of Shombay's weakness he was killed in minutes. Scar never liked him any way since he knew that he could not be an heir.

"Give me the cub," said Scar.

"Why should I?" asked Zira.

"Because she has no place in my life and I want you to try again immediately," said Scar.

"You kill her and I will never give you an heir," said Zira.

Scar again roared in anger and felt like swiping her with his paw but thought better of it. He knew Zira would fight back; she did so after they found out that Shombay was dead. His face hurt for quite a while after that.

"That does it then, since I cannot be successful with cubs I am heading out to pride rock now and we are going to have a war against the pride landers, and we will defeat Mufasa once and for all," said Scar in a very angry voice.

"Do you want me to come?" asked Zira.

"No I want you to stay here with Nuka and that piece of filth, if I do not return I want you to find a rouge lion and give birth to his child and that child will be my heir, is that understood?" asked Scar.

"Perfectly," said Zira.

Scar just growled and walked out of the cave where he stood above everyone roaring as loud as he could.

"Alright everyone, we are going to move to pride rock now. It will be a battle to the death, leave no survivors for my reign will finally begin by sundown tonight," said Scar.

The lionesses of his pride all roared in unison while the hyenas began to laugh happily, their thirst for blood had begun.

Scar then led them out of the outlands while Zira watched with Nuka and her new daughter named Vitani with hopeful eyes.

"What's happening mother?" asked Nuka.

"Your father is giving us better land son, your life will be better soon," said Zira as the sun slowly rose to a bright red signaling a bloody day ahead.


A/N: Oh man this chapter sucked and I apologize for that, Simba remembering actually confused me a few times and I tried to fix it up but it still does not sound right at all. So I am very sorry. But I do hope you liked the last part with Scar getting all angry and stuff and I know how some of you think Vitani is not Scar's daughter but just deal with my idea and don't be nitpicky about it, nitpicky people are annoying sometimes especially when it comes to this kind of Lion King stuff. But hey maybe Scar was barren, who knows. Well the next chapter will be up in about a week so don't miss it and please review. Oh yeah that reminds me, thank you Sulkenwolfpup for giving me my 100th review.

Also my interview did not come out the way I wanted to, I got really nervous and got a brain fart several times, so I probably won't get into Disney College but I won't find out for a few more weeks so maybe I did, I don't know. Well ttyl everyone.